And what the hell would be? Getting a regular job which I work hard at? Having therapy to deal with my eating disorder? Trying to provide a stable place to stay for my little brother? Not mentioning the fact that the rest of the time he stays with an abusive psychopath? Having a supportive marriage with a man who loves me? Not killing the bitch who killed my brother and even not stopping my husband from seeing her or talking to her?
Oh wait, I do all those things and it's still not enough. Nothing will ever be good enough for you people, I will never be good enough. Why do I even try any more, what is the fucking point?
Elijah made a poor taste joke, Caroline. Don't go making a bigger deal of it.